A Pot Of Gold

I refuse to write anything about the train trip as it was everything that I had imagined. It was while I was trapped on the train that I realized that I was better off taking the refund and attempting to find another way from Adelaide to Melbourne as anything else would have been better than a wasted day.

This feeling might be related to the lack of real food on the train. Spending the day eating a bag of rice cakes since they were more appealing than what’s being sold on the train is a sad state of affairs. What made it better was the food that was awaiting me in Melbourne.

There was a buffet called Kitchen Workshop in the Casino that my Melbourne buddy wanted to try out. Even though we only had an hour left to eat – we had hit the jackpot. Yum! It was a solid 45 minutes of power eating before we were so stuffed that it was time to head home. Nothing else to say other than a beautiful ending to a rather horrible day.